A Tale of Griffins and Half-Bloods

Being a monster is hard enough. Being a monster who needs demigods to help you is even worse. Being a monster who needs help from demigods against other monsters is living hell.
And you thought being human was hard.


7. I proved it. What now? - Cinder

I sighed, stepping outside. "No way am I going to show you in there." I cracked my knuckles, stretching my arms, before letting myself loose.

For the second time that day, I shifted form. My feathers and fur grew back, my bones clicking into place and my beak replacing this silly human mouth. When I was finished, the horse-man was looking at me with a curious look, whilst the god seemed uninterested.

"Now will you let me continue?"

Chiron spread his arms. "Go ahead."

The demigod rolled her eyes. "Bird."

Before I continued, I made sure she saw my glare. "As I was saying. I flew a long way. I dragged myself down all the way here, where it is positively tropical, compared to up there, and I passed out on your lovely hill over there with that marvelous dragon. Who, can I just say, tried to eat me."

My audience seemed unfazed by this little piece of information. Surely it wasn't... normal? "So why are you here? Why have you come here, of all places?"

I did the griffin equivalent to a grin. "Because, my dear horse, we share a common enemy. I am here because of what stuck their lovely pointy sharp, regular bronze arrows in me and my kin. Although, I suppose some of them had to have been hit with celestial bronze. There was rather a lot of exploding into dust."

Now they were interested. "What attacked you?"

I shrugged my feathery shoulders. "They looked like monsters. And they looked angry. Other then that, I couldn't tell you. I was too busy being shot, and trying to kill them."

"Where did they attack you?"

This was starting to get annoying. "In our nesting cliff. Or whatever your human word is for them." I paused for a moment. "Do you even have a word for them?"

"Where? On a broader scale, where?"

"Uuuhhh... I think you humans call it 'Canada'."

Alyx tutted. "That's a bit too broad, Bird."

"Well I'm sorry if you silly humans call the landmarks stupid names. I can't remember what you call them."

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